June 25th, 2552 – Big Mouth
Part-time mechanic/sometimes suspect Kat James Reporting
Me and my big mouth. Fipps decided to take my idea of building a replica of the mark 7.5 and do it on a grand scale. So, instead of a nice quite collection of technical diagrams and a working model we have our very own bay, a staff, including Mac and a full-size mock-up of the 7.5 — including the mechanical parts we have no idea what they do.
All I can say is, if it rips a hole in the hull and transports itself to a tropical island somewhere, I am not cleaning up after it.
Then there’s the matter of Druckab, yeah, remember him, the guy who may or may not, will have tried to kill me until he and the witchy woman talked to the Older me? Yeah, he’s still on board.
Don’t get me wrong, Fipps is an amazing guy, he plays a mean game of backgammon— and he has the common sense of a golden retriever.
Still – It’s nice to finally have my hands on a not-quite working version of the 7.5.